His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 323

“So then that woman asked me if I had a nice dinner.” I rolled my eyes. It was a good thing I decided to join them out back, considering Marvin hadn’t even told me about this rumor. “I was a bit bloated from the food, so I rubbed my belly and told her that the baby’s doing well.”

Panther and Lucas listened attentively as I tried my hardest to explain the misunderstanding, which I hadn’t even been aware of. Apparently, Marvin and I were the talk of the town after Misty’s parents told everyone we were engaged and expecting a child.

Was that why Marvin kept his distance from me?

Was he embarrassed?

Panther burst out laughing. “See, and that’s why it’s better to keep your mouth shut.” He gave me his unwanted advice. “I had to learn it the hard way, but these rich people..they don’t know how to communicate.”

“Yes!” I agreed.

Panther, who was drunk, grabbed my hand. “They’re not like you and me.” He said. “But that’s why Nike you you’re like my little sister-

Due to his coughing fit, he was unable to finish his sentence. It didn’t matter because I didn’t even want him to finish it. Little sister? I was indeed a little sister, but only to Alex. The brother I had distanced myself from to be with Marvin.

“Hey, are you okay?” Lucas, who was still sober, asked me. He carefully placed his hand on top of mine and looked into my eyes as if he was asking me for permission.

“I’m good, thank you.” I lowered my head, knowing Lucas wasn’t buying it. “Is it your family?” He whispered.

My eyes turned big, and I raised my head to look at Panther-but all I could hear were his snores. He clearly couldn’t take his liquor very well.

“Don’t worry about him. He’s done for the night.” Lucas chuckled. “We should head back inside and talk.” He suggested. “I want to get to know you.”

Get to know me why?

“We shouldn’t leave Panther alone,” I told him, but Lucas didn’t care.

“Pedro is a grown man, and he can take care of himself.

Hearing him call Pedro by his birth name was proof enough that Lucas was a determined and opinionated person who had a mind of his own.

Quite the opposite of Marvin, who obeyed his dad’s every word until he couldn’t take it anymore.

Almost forced to go along with Lucas, I got up from the couch and followed him back inside. He was the one who could expose my identity whenever he felt like it, so I had to keep him close. Who knew if he would be keeping his word?

“So, can I offer you something else to drink?”

“No, I’m good.” Lucas shook his head. He sat down at the kitchen table while I joined him. “So, where is Marvin?” He jumped right into the subject.

“W-why?”

“Because he happens to be my brother.” Lucas raised his brow and smirked. “We didn’t start off on the right foot, and both of our encounters ended with him having…anger issues.”

Anger issues?

“He’ll be here soon.” I nodded. “At least…I think he will

“Are you guys fighting?”

“No, he’s just busy!” I clarified.

“With?”

“Stuff.”

for answers. I gave him a doubtful look and watched as uncomfortable laughter left his mouth. “I’m sorry, it’s just an

workaholic who could

to do it, I was allowed

mom passed away. She used to be a maid

I’m so sorry

here seem pretty tight. I

regretted my words. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that, especially since I didn’t know his intentions. He said he wanted to know his

went into

“What?”

smiled, ending the conversation.

keeping your identity a secret?” Lucas didn’t pass the

that open towards Rona,

good decision.” He spoke. “So you chose love over your

really like that.” I defended myself. At least, that was something I was trying to tell myself. “My dad kicked me out-”

any maids and took a slight breath. It would

what you want

had a regretful expression on his face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to make you feel

a big deal out of it.

you think it’s okay?” He wondered. “Is it because you’re used to

it

habits never die.” Lucas was someone challenging to read, and I couldn’t quite figure him out yet. He had so many questions, yet he chose to

guess they

actions. “Just putting it out there

appeared on Lucas’

more often, as it made him look more attractive-but I

after an awkward moment of silence. Just like that. the smile on Lucas’ lips

head on a stick, and so do her sons.” He raised his brows. I figured this had to do with these ‘encounters’ with Marvin, because

“Mario’s been nice.

“And Karina?”

from OD’ing, but oh well, she has a good personality and has been texting me every

planned on maintaining a healthy relationship with his family,

dated your pen pal before? Is that something

got chills throughout my body, suddenly remembering that I had already told this man my whole life story.

“No…first time.”

subject could get anywhere, Marvin entered the kitchen with a paled expression on his face. He looked from me to Lucas and

and wrapped his arm around my shoulder in a

you.” He spoke, ignoring Lucas as he

arm. Marvin’s cheeks flushed red. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know

my hand, trying not to laugh. Anyone would’ve thought Marvin had been in prison for centuries, but it had only been a few

see you were having fun without me.” He finally turned to Lucas.

message, and you don’t have to worry.” He said. “She’s not my type. Better yet- I wouldn’t touch her with a 10-foot

I could perfectly understand what he was trying to do here, but was that

knew that tone all too well because he

raised his

do you think Elena is ugly?”

himself. “I’m sorry, I was just trying to get on

my girl right in front

mean to offend

call her an ugly pig just a second ago?” Marvin called him out. Lucas shook his head, confused. Surprisingly enough, this was a sign that Marvin felt comfortable enough to joke around with Lucas, meaning perhaps he did